A multitude of thoughts that reside in my head.

Friend, or foe?

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As the archaic proverb goes,
近朱者赤，近墨者黑。

Try as you may, it is indubitable. Subtle, but nonetheless, eventual.

Then, the sudden realisation that the one-way street leads nowhere but ahead into a murky future.

Where to from here?

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Humans are mystifying.

Interesting, intelligent.
And insatiable.

Molded not by ourselves, but others.
Indoctrinated to believe in conformity.

But why the mistrust of ourselves?

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What better person with the ability to save us, than ourselves?

The misguidance is terrifying.

Yet, I am but a bystander.